Many people look forward to the weekends. It’s the time to live the life you scrape for all week. All that hard work ought to bring you some joy outside the office. It gives you time to spend with your family, or go out on a date, or get around doing your chores you’re obliged to meet. And sometimes it leads to unexpected things.
My weekend led me to a coma.
I fell asleep late Friday night, and fell asleep mostly during the day. Spent the day watching TV, DVDs, laying on my bed, and drowsing off here and there, hours on end, like there was no tomorrow.
The reason behind it is unknown.
But I felt recharged by Sunday. And I couldn’t have spent it any better. I just wish the world didn’t miss me too much.